[Intro — distant tundra wind, lone guitar, crowd rumbling] [ROCKINSOL]: Are you ready to rock? [CROWD ERUPTS] [ROCKINSOL]: Then get a load of this! [slow riff — bass enters — drums build like an approaching storm] [Verse 1] I don't make an entrance, I change the air Pressure starts dropping when I get there Boots hit the floor, now the whole room knows Better brace yourself— Here comes the snow I could play it subtle, I could play it nice But I was born with thunder underneath the ice You wanted excitement? You opened the door! [Build] Little bit louder Little more white Little more lightning Cut through the night Think that's weather? Baby— That's me outside! [Chorus — huge euphoric explosion] GET A LOAD OF THIS! I'm the storm at your door! GET A LOAD OF THIS! And I'm bringing you more! The tempest, the blizzard The one you can't miss Sound the emergency— GET A LOAD OF THIS! [Verse 2 — faster, playful] Cold front swagger, jacket pulled tight Static in the air and I'm feeling alright One little grin and the warning lights flash I don't chase trouble— Trouble moves fast Six strings screaming like a gale in my hand Whole place shakes when I give the command Call me excessive— Just say it with style! [Instrumental Rise — harmonized guitars climb, drums intensify, crowd chants] HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! [Bridge — bass, kick, wind] [ROCKINSOL]: Should I calm the storm? [CROWD: NO!] Ease up the wind? [CROWD: NO!] Maybe cancel the emergency? [CROWD: NOOOO!] [ROCKINSOL]: Yeah. Forecast says otherwise. [huge guitar divebomb — full band detonates] [Final Chorus] GET A LOAD OF THIS! I'm the storm on the loose! GET A LOAD OF THIS! No shelter, no excuse! The thunder, the whiteout The beautiful risk Sound the emergency— GET A LOAD OF THIS! GET A LOAD OF— THIIIIIS! [final chord, roaring wind merging with crowd] [ROCKINSOL]: Should've checked the forecast.
